Page 143 of Chalk Outline
She needs to come.
I can’t feel it in the way her body writhes.
There’s nothing I love more than giving her a sense of safety and helping her forget the world when I’m around. It doesn’t matter if we talk, hold hands, or pleasure each other, as long as we’re together.
“Come for me, Winona.”
She shakes her head, and I stop moving except for the hand that works her clit. My brows hike up as I say, “Are you being a brat?”
A sassy grin graces her beautiful face, fueling the urge to fuck her pretty mouth.
I let out a dark chuckle. “Fine. Your mouth will be busy, so if you want me to stop, tap anywhere on my body. You can still reach me by extending your arms forward, okay?”
She nods eagerly, sticking her tongue out, and I reach to twist her nipples as a reward. I remove my hands from her and rise to stand. Her eyes eat up my movements, lust for what I’m about to do.
I grip the base of my cock and spit on it while I look into her eyes.
Cool air brushes her face, sweeping her hair into her eyes. I reach down to tuck it behind her ears and gather the rest in my hand to tug back.
So hauntingly beautiful under my command, knowing she’s the one in charge.
The heat of her breath reaches me first, and I take a long breath before I line my cock on her wet tongue, letting her swirl it along the pierced tip.
I growl as I force a few inches in one thrust. She gags around me. Tears well up in her eyes. My heart beats wildly as I drag my thumb over her upper lip.
“You have no idea what you do to me. How I fucking ache for you.”
Small hands tug at the cuffs.
“I promise your throat will be sore after I’m done with you.” I need to claim her all over again and show her how much I fucking missed her.
I know Winona. Her walls are clenching right now, begging to be wrapped around my cock.
A jolt of pleasure races down my spine. I pump in and out of her ferociously. Fire shooting up my arms and legs, pricking my skin.
I deepen the friction.
The heavenly feel of her mouth makes my eyes roll.
Her eyes track every expression I make, memorizing them all without blinking.
She hums to get my attention, and I pause. Pulling my cock slowly until it pops out of her mouth, her lips wrap around my balls, sucking them hard one after the other.
“Fuck.”
Fisting her hair, I whimper and groan as I cram my cock into her mouth again. I ram it a few rounds until she’s blinking fresh tears and letting out muffled moans.
She hollows her cheek and bobs her head up and down, lapping the underside and sucking my cock thoroughly. I grip the pillar of her neck, feeling myself hitting the back, before I withdraw.
Fuck, I bet her pussy is soaking wet.
She flicks my piercings, massaging the ridge of my cock with her tongue. My ass cheeks clench as she traces her tongue over the extended vein along my length. My fingers dig into her scalp. Muscles contracting. I can’t hold back anymore. She starts humming, and the vibrations send me into a turmoil of ecstasy.
A powerful shock races down my spine, white spots lining my vision, yet I keep my eyes on her as long spurts of hot cum fly into her throat.
She swallows every drop and licks her lips.
Lines of drool stretch from her mouth to my cock as I pull away from her, and Winona frowns at me, pouting her shiny lips in disapproval.
